In Genesis, and origins, and how to mount a defense against the threats–and what are threats. That’s the interesting bit, isn’t it? Now, the things I have been wanting so say and have not been able to say well, are finding their location and at last some of their expression.
It is like the watercolors. I want to do things I can’t, and I have to keep fiddling until I stumble across the occasions. Not that in teaching one fiddles, but one does what the fiddling with the paints amounts to: learns basic things on which to build.